Redeemable: Part XX

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a/n - I've posted a look at Bonnie in Mego's uniform at DeviantArt. You can access my DA page through the link in my profile.

Zaratan has taken up Scoutcraft Piratess' The Ronless Factor, which now includes original chapters by him. Even if you're a dedicated Kim/Ron fanatic like me, check this one out.

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Mervin and Bonnie sat across from each other on his couch, their legs pulled up under them so they could face each other on the shabby piece of furniture. For a long while they sat there just looking at each other. Finally, it was Mervin who broke the silence.

"Uh, exactly why are you wearing my uniform?"

"Doy. I can't be seen out rescuing somebody in my civilian clothes. What would that do to my secret identity. Oh, and you're welcome."

He started to say something, then thought the better of it. "So, do you get into all your boyfriend's closets and try on their stuff?"

Bonnie pursed her lips. "Let's just say I've got this thing about specials suits like this. Love the way it changed to fit me."

Mervin perked up at that comment. "It what? Oh, no, please no. Tell me you didn't put on the first one, the one on the left."

"I guess I did. Don't really remember now. Other stuff came up, oh, like kicking some bad-guy's butts all over the place."

He slumped his shoulders, sitting back. "That was my new one. Guess it's yours now, cause it only does that once."

Bonnie reached up for her collar. She had long ago taken the gloves off, but the suit remained stuck on her. "Exactly how am I supposed to get this thing off, anyway? Not that it's uncomfortable or anything, but eventually I'm going to have to get out of it, as in, real soon if you know what I mean."

"Here." He leaned closer to her and inspected the tab of the zipper. "You've got part of the fabric stuck in it…just…gotta…tug." The zipper finally came free, opening partway.

She smiled softly at him, wishing he had unzipped it a little further than just down to her collarbones. Maybe later…definitely later she would let him. No, she was going to make him unzip it, not just a little further, but all the way. But, before any of that could happen, there were things to talk about. Things she had to tell him.

Mervin sensed what she was thinking, though it was more of a coincidence than any form of telepathy. Then again, maybe he was just learning to read her already. "You said on the way back here that you had something important you needed to talk to me about." He looked at her hopefully. The whole conversation on the boat was uncomfortably close to "We need to talk."

Bonnie reached across the couch and took both his hands, carefully stripping his gloves off as well before twining her fingers with his. "Okay, first off, I need to know something. What's the deal with the shrinking?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, okay, I get it that you can shrink other stuff or other people, but when I let go of that gun-thing, it just popped right back to normal size."

"Oh, you mean when we got separated and you stayed small? I haven't got a clue. Here, hang on." His glow surged to life, spreading instantly from his body to hers. Moments later, Bonnie estimated they were about two feet tall. It was an interesting perspective and she wondered about the opportunities it could afford. Such as her remaining slightly smaller while Mervin returned to full-size…

She shook her head. She didn't need that kind of image in her mind, not if she wanted to get through what she had to with him. Then again, there wasn't any particular reason for him to play with his size, he was just fine…

Stop that!

He let go of her hands, holding his palm outwards toward her. Both of them remained tiny, engulfed by the suddenly mammoth sofa. He glowed once more, regaining his full stature, towering above her.

Bonnie frowned. Was she stuck that way until he brought her back? Or was the effect temporary? Would it be dangerous for her to snap back to full size all at once instead of under his control? He didn't give her a chance to find out, putting his hand back on hers and bringing her back to normal.

Standing up, he put his hand on the surface of his coffee table and shrank it down along with him to about half its normal size. Then he let go of it, standing back. Just like the when Bonnie let go of the weapon, it snapped back to regular size in the blink of an eye. He tried the same thing with a couple more objects.

"I don't get it. This is how my power has always worked. I have to remain in contact with anything I've shrunken or it snaps back."

"Maybe it's because I'm a person?" She asked, her eyes following him around the room.

"No. It's always worked the same. Let go, you snap back. I can't figure it." He turned and cocked his head at her. "Unless there's something special about you that I don't know about."

Bonnie caught the questioning look in his eyes. Yes, there were plenty of things in her life that he did not know about. For the most part, they were things that she would reveal gradually, all part of getting to know each other. There were other things that would remain a secret, no matter what. One couldn't be a human being in the modern world without running across things that had to remain just so. She had given her word about the ninja school, and she wasn't about to go into the part where she had been pining after Ron Stoppable.

Did she have any special powers? That actually struck her as kind of funny. A year earlier and she would have laughed in Mervin's face about it, but she had seen things since then, not even counting her boyfriend's and his brother's powers, that changed her way of thinking. She often entertained the fantasy that Sensei had selected her to train that week with Ron because she too had some great mystical power buried deep within her, but the truth of the matter was that she was really just a random selection and it could have just as easily been that little kid with the glasses from High School that went to Yamanuchi.

"Unless you consider being a ballerina a power, no, I don't."

Mervin stroked his considerable chin. Oddly, she noticed that he didn't have much in the way of whiskers, though it had been a couple days since he was able to shave. At least she wouldn't have to contend with him growing a soul-patch or a Vandyke. She utterly hated facial hair in men, preferring them clean-shaven. Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"The suit."

"Yeah, what about it?"

"It's got to be the suit. The fabric is supposed to be made of some molecular stuff that works with my power so it's easier to shrink with it on. Doesn't matter so much to me any more, but when I was just learning, I'd sometimes shrink down but my clothes would stay normal size unless I concentrated. Take it off and let's try again."

She cocked an eyebrow at him. "I'm not exactly wearing very much under this, if you know what I mean." She cocked her head toward the open door of his bedroom, where her dress was still sitting spread out on the bed.

"Well, it's not like I haven't seen you na…"

"Mervin! What if your brothers walk in here?" Despite herself, she smiled wickedly, not so much over the fact he was pretty much asking her to perform a strip-tease for him, something she actually wouldn't mind doing in the least, but because of the looks on Hego's and the Wegos' faces when the two of them had arrived, hand-in-hand. They had only just returned to the tower, having exhausted all the places they thought he would have been taken. Eventually she was going to have to rub it in that she had been the one to find him using tools almost anyone had at their disposal, but for that moment the two of them just smiled and headed on up to his room.

"Uh, it's just in the interest of science."

"Okay, fine." She started to pull the zipper down once more, but stopped just short, only exposing a portion of her cleavage. "On second thought, we can explore that later. I've got something important I have to tell you first." She patted the cushion beside her and he followed her instruction quickly.

Instead of speaking, she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. It seemed a little strange kissing him while his skin was still purple, but once she closed her eyes it was as good as it ever was.

She finally broke the kiss, opening her eyes so she could look at his. She hadn't kissed anyone like that since…since the time she made a play for Ron many months earlier. Even kissing Brick had never been quite like that. She had feelings for the big football player, but in the final estimation, he had always been nothing more than a trophy boyfriend, the hottie she always thought she was entitled to. Kissing Mervin Godfrey was an end unto itself, something she wanted to do simply because that's exactly what she wanted to do, not something she figured was necessary to keep his mind just on her.

Giving in to the moment, she kissed him again, pulling his body close to hers, barely keeping herself in check. The reason she had lost control with him the day they met came roaring back to her. He seemed to fulfill a burning desire in her that she didn't even know she had until that point. It was so surprising to find out exactly what she wanted in a man, especially when it was so different than what she had once supposed. The only time she had really gone after a tall, skinny guy before had been her flirting with Josh Mankey, and that was only because she wanted to get under Kim Possible's skin.

"The other day, the choreographer for the cheer squad told me something that almost made me panic. She pointed out that I've gained a little weight."

Mervin smiled. "I hadn't noticed. You're still really, really hot looking."

"Not the point. I haven't gained that much weight since I stopped growing. See, you're the first guy I've ever been with who I didn't use…well, we kinda just did it, you know…"

"Without protect…whoa!" He backed off a few inches, his eyes going wide.

"This morning, I skipped my classes so I could go see a doctor. I'm on the pill, have been for several months. Figured this was eventually going to happen, so I wanted to be ready. Only thing is, I really didn't trust them all that much. I've always been scared about getting in trouble, and here I am in a relationship like this…"

"That's what's so important? Oh man, I never thought…"

"Let me finish. They did some tests on me, most of which I won't know the results of for a few days, maybe a week, but they made me take one of those instant tests."

"Okay. So?"

"So…long story short…it came up negative."

She watched his eyes. As expected, there was more than a little relief in them.

"The doctor said that test was almost as reliable as the blood test, so he said it was likely there was some other reason I was putting on weight. I can't tell you how glad I am that I'm not pregnant." She reached out and took his hands again, holding them firmly. "Not that us having a kid is such a bad thing, it's just…I'm almost nineteen and I'm not ready for that just yet.

"The most important thing, though, is that I'm ready for something else. I know I've only known you for about a month, but for the last couple days I've been dying to tell you something, something that would be the same no matter how that test came back. Something I don't think I've ever been able to say to anyone before, whether it's because I've always been such a stuck-up bitch, or because it would have been a lie.

"Mervin, I want to be your girlfriend."

"Huh? Wait, I thought you already were. That's what I've been calling you."

"I know. I don't exactly know how to put this in words, but I don't want to be just a 'we're dating' kind of girlfriend, I want to be your girlfriend-girlfriend."

"Not sure I follow."

Bonnie bit her lip, not sure how to proceed. Finally, she screwed up her resolve enough and plunged ahead.

"I'm falling in love with you."

She had seen men drop their jaws before. She was a beautiful woman and she knew it. Bonnie also knew how to present herself so she knew they knew it too. She was blessed with the same killer looks and bodies that all the Rockwaller women possessed, even her mother, though the elder Rockwaller had taken on a little more matronly persona over the last few years.

Only this time it wasn't her sexiness that garnered that response, it was what she said. Sliding up closer to him, she repeated it, pushing his chin up as she did.

"I love you."

For a moment she thought he was going to say something in response. She had always figured that once she said something like that, the guy was honor bound to say the same thing in return. Somehow she hoped he did feel that way, but she wanted to hear that honestly, spontaneously, not just as a reflection of her own heart being laid open.

Instead he reached for her and kissed her, returning both of her busses in equal measure. She slowly gave into the kiss, realizing it was perhaps the best response she could have expected for her proclamation. Almost unwillingly, she leaned back, looking into his purple eyes. An odd question formed in her mind at that moment. She wondered what his eyes looked like before he gained his powers. Certainly they hadn't always been that way.

"You know, not even a month ago, if somebody had told me I was gaining weight, I would have slugged them. Well, maybe just slapped them a little, but when I was talking to the doctor about it, I realized I didn't care so much any more. I realized that I wanted to change who and what I really was, and if that's just an outward sign of it, then so be it."

"So, what did he say? About the weight and all?"

She laughed softly, putting a hand on his cheek. He did need to shave, if only to relieve the slightly prickliness. "You know all that stuff we've been eating? Those fancy hot dogs, the deep dish pizza? Guess all that stuff's a lot more fattening than I was giving it credit for. I used to eat like a bird, mostly salads and stuff. Gonna have to watch it, maybe just save that stuff for my dates, or I will be in danger of losing my spot on the squad."

"Can't have that, now can we?"

"Most def not. Turns out the doc thinks the biggest thing is because I quit smoking."

"You…smoked?" That statement seemed to effect him more than the thought she might have been pregnant.

"Yeah. Picked it up from my older sisters when I was sixteen. Didn't think it was such a big deal, since most of the time I couldn't do it until I got home, but one day I realized I was sitting at lunch with some of my girlfriends and all I was having was a diet soda and three cigarettes, so I stopped. Pretty much forgot that it's easy to gain some weight when you quit. Believe me, it's been one of the hardest things I've ever done. I mean, right now I would love to have one, but I'm not going to. I'm changing my life. I don't want to be miserable, alone, smoking myself to death. I'd rather be fat and happy with you.

"So, what do you say? Will you be my boyfriend-boyfriend?"

He smiled at her. He looked so handsome when he smiled. It wasn't the knock-your-socks off Hollywood star kind of handsome, but the kind she wanted to see for the rest of her life.

"God, I hope so." He said back to her. "If you want a freaky purple guy with weird brothers and a criminal for a sister."

The wicked smile reappeared. "Oh, I think the purple is kinda sexy. Wonder how far it goes?" She reached for the tab of his zipper and started pulling it down. True, after wearing the costume for nearly two days straight, things were a little funky in there, but there were ways of curing that.

Obviously, he had the same thing in mind as he started pulling her zipper down…and down…and down…

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The End (?)

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